Inside Rafael's bedroom, soft moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting silver shadows across the room. Rafael lay against the headboard, his tie loosened and several buttons of his shirt undone. The alcohol had left his usually sharp expression softer than normal.
Meanwhile, Aria stood near the door. She had already helped him upstairs. Removed his shoes and taken off his coat.Made sure he was comfortable.Now it was time to leave.She glanced back one last time.
"Good night, Mr. Rafael."
She turned toward the door.
"Aria."
His voice stopped her instantly.
Her hand froze on the doorknob.Slowly, she looked back.Rafael was watching her.
His eyes were fixed entirely on her. The intensity of his gaze made her heart skip.
"Yes?"
For several seconds, he said nothing.He simply continued staring.
Then he slowly raised his hand.
"Come here."
Aria blinked.
"What?"
"Come here."
